Poem

I hear the sound of the windchimes the first six notes of Amazing Grace the rush of water from the fountain and traffic outside my window Lighted candles burning, in my dimly lit apartment office scented wax and a bamboo plant and a clock from a yard sale still with it’s selling price my desk […]

unsplash-logoDylan McLeod It’s 12:20 in the morning I trace my tongue over a broken tooth my back hurts from too much work and my eyes are grainy and tired I’ve turned another year older a few more laugh lines around my eyes a few more frown lines upon my brow and yet, I am not […]

unsplash-logoJonathan Bowers I don’t wish to be friends with the past Tis like tiptoeing through a graveyard of broken headstones crumbling Where sculpted angels with folded wings weep And forgotten crypts lay dark I’ve grown, and changed, and got older While yet the lay still where I left them In the same spot, the same […]

unsplash-logoKat J Childhood hurts How does one get over a childhood hurt that is the poem that you gave to me and I would love to tell you it’s in prayers, in psalms in the melody of your favorite song, I would like to say it’s in the whisper of your lover in the softness […]

unsplash-logoA. L. I can see it so clearly, now in the silver current of the river I remember a woman so vibrant a living prism that shattered light into a multitude of colors when the sun broke free of the clouds She was an artist, you see her world was of red, and blue, […]

I took yesterday (4/4) off from National Poetry month to observe the anniversary of the passing of Doctor Martin Luther King Jr. as well as the birthday of the late, great, Doctor Maya Angelou who would have been 90 years old. So, I would like to continue today with a poem request from a friend […]

unsplash-logophoto-nic.co.uk nic Dare to be different. Dare to speak your truth. Dare to stand in it. Dare to be a guide on. Dare to raise the banner. Dare to raise your voices. Dare to resist the night. Dare to be yourself. Dare to do the right thing. Dare to speak truth to stupid. Dare to […]

unsplash-logoRedd Angelo The wind is howling at seven thirty in the morning a bitter wind shoves it’s way down from the north I’ve walked the dog, dressed in Corpus Christi Coture which consisted of work out shorts a hoodie, and a robe before dashing back inside and now with a cup of Earl Grey my […]

I am proud to present to you a collection of poetry I put together over the past 2 years. My poetry, like my other writing, is informed by life experiences, memories, seasons, or by things I’ve observed about the intrinsic beauty and complicated nature of humanity. For a very long time – having been […]